Chapter 304: Gathering of Heroes in the Hall of Prison and Punishment
But there are all people from China present, who would collude with people from the demon clan?
Everyone had no time to think about who betrayed them, and they all rushed into the dark city. As the great prince of China and the future martial lord of China, Liang Guanhua took the lead and fought hard to stop the demon army, but Zhuang Wenshan and others were one after another.
The gate into the Dark City.
Just when Chu Tianyi stepped out of the City of Darkness and entered the Desert of Bones, the space fluctuated violently, and the gate behind him suddenly closed, leaving Chu Tianyou and Long Shaoqing in the Devil's Pond of Annihilation forever.
Yi Shikuang, Nangong Wuji and Zhuang Wenshan looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief. They never dreamed that the careful planning and painstaking arrangement would eventually cost them two companions.
After this incident, Yi had very little contact with them. Perhaps this trip to the demon clan left him with too many nightmares. It was not until Chu Tianyi took over the land of China and became the new Martial Lord of China that they gradually came out of it.
This dusty past.
Looking at his familiar friend in front of him, Zhuang Wenshan had tears in his eyes. He thought back to the time when he was pacifying the Southern Barbarians and how Long Shaoqing had saved his life many times on the battlefield. How could he feel unhappy now that his best friend was still alive?
"Brother Long...it's really you!"
Zhuang Wenshan dismounted and took a few steps to stand in front of Yue Wuxing. He carefully looked at the person in front of him. He cried several times in his dreams and mourned several times when he was drunk. Now that he was in front of him, it seemed like he was in a dream.
"Hmph! Why didn't you remember me, Brother Long, when you were running for your life?"
Yue Wuxing's gray eyes moved slightly, and the cold aura spread instantly, driving Zhuang Wenshan in front of him back a few steps.
"Brother Long...I..."
Zhuang Wenshan was speechless. When he was running for his life in a hurry, his instinct for survival had already made him lose his mind. How could he still have the energy to take care of others?
"Do you know how the eldest prince and I have lived till now?"
Yue Wuxing snorted coldly. Ten years of living as a demon had caused him, the young master of the Death Hall, to suffer inhumane deaths. If he hadn't been strong-willed, anyone else would have suffered a mental breakdown and died.
The spear was placed across Zhuang Wenshan's neck. The thought of the ugly appearance of those ungrateful people fleeing in embarrassment in the Devil's Pond made him feel resentful.
"What! The eldest prince..."
Tears had already flowed from Zhuang Wenshan's eyes. To say that he had been upright in his life, the only time he had ever ashamed of his conscience was during his trip to the demon clan. However, at that time, they were both physically and mentally damaged. They were frightened to death by the masters of the demon clan. Human nature is
Selfishly, who would choose death if they could live?
"Hmph! I really want to kill you with one shot!"
Yue Wuxing shouted coldly and took back his spear. After all, the two grew up together and were like brothers. How could they let go of each other so easily? Even Zhuang Wenshan ran for his life in a hurry like others. After all, it was human nature.
"Brother Long...I...I'm sorry to the eldest prince, I'm sorry to you!"
Zhuang Wenshan slowly bent his knees, knelt heavily on the ground, and kowtowed dozens of times to Yue Wuxing. Within a short time, his forehead was stained.
When the cavalry saw this, they drew their swords and stepped forward. When had the military god in their hearts been so insulted!
At this moment, a cold and stern gaze shot towards him. Tang Feng shook his head slightly at the people behind him. This was his father's time alone. When he was young, he once woke up from a dream in the middle of the night and occasionally saw his father crying secretly alone. Maybe he was like a god.
The iron man is burdened with too many unbearable pasts.
"Get up!"
Yue Wuxing frowned. If he hadn't known that Zhuang Wenshan was not a sinless person, he would have killed him long ago.
"The eldest prince wants to see you!"
Looking at Zhuang Wenshan with tears streaming down his face, Yue Wuxing also felt the tip of his nose was sore. No matter how much he hated, he still couldn't hate him. How can brotherhood be used to hate?
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In the Prison Hall, Liang Guanhua sat on the purple gold dragon chair and looked at the people drinking and having fun below with satisfaction. The three-day arena actually recruited eight strong men for him, which made his originally gloomy mood much better.
"Everyone, I want to choose a leader among you. What do you think?"
Liang Guanhua stood up and said to the people below with a smile.
"I recommend Master Mercy. Among us, Master Mercy's cultivation is second to none and he should lead the heroes!"
A one-eyed old man sitting at Repin's seat on the right spoke first.
This man was wearing a khaki mandarin jacket, wide open with his breasts exposed. His skin was as dark as coal. He was short in stature, had a big head and small eyes, a face full of freckles, a garlic nose and a big mouth. He looked like a humanoid bastard.
Although his appearance is not impressive, his cultivation is unfathomable. He can escape from the sky and the earth. His whereabouts are erratic and cannot be traced. People give him the nickname "Golden Armored Mouse Songsanye".
"Songsanye's words are wrong. Master Mercy is a monk. He has long jumped out of the Three Realms and is no longer in the Five Elements. If I force the master to lead the heroes, I am afraid that I will spare the master's Qingxiu. In my opinion, this person beside me
Miss Zhu Murong is the most suitable. Firstly, Miss Zhu is very resourceful, and secondly, she judges the situation and has the style of a general, and she is really a woman who will not be outdone by men."
Just as Mr. Song sat down, a Taoist wearing a blue robe chuckled, with a hint of femininity in his voice.
This man had a strong and strange face, with crimson cheeks, as if he had been smeared with rouge and gouache. He had a faint scent of lotus leaves that made several people around him frown. He was nearly nine feet tall. He held a purple-black whisk in his hand and acted softly.
, three points very much like a woman.
The red belt around his waist is ringing, and he is wearing a pair of embroidered shoes, which is very funny. This person behaves eccentrically and weirdly, but he is also a famous person in the Chinese martial arts world. He is Wei Qiaogu, the son of the owner of the Sin Valley. He is invincible with the floating lotus sword skill.
When he encounters an enemy, he is called Lord Piaohe Taoist.
"Hahaha... One of you is looking for a monk, and the other is looking for a young lady. I think we can just call them an army of monks and nuns!"
A sneer spread throughout the hall. Cheng Chi stood up and walked to the middle of the hall. He bowed to Jin Yuhou and said lightly: "There is an allusion in my hometown, which says that a person who is a king is not the best in wisdom and courage.
It’s the highest, but its plan is not the highest, it’s because it’s destiny!”
"Destiny? Well said!"
Jin Yuhou Liang Guanhua's heart moved, and he couldn't help but think that in a few days, he would take over the position of the Martial Lord of China. With the words "Destiny", he was elated, clapped his hands and applauded, and he thought more highly of Cheng Chi.
"Why don't the Marquis make a debut? If anyone can win, he will be the leader. I wonder what you think?"
Cheng Chi walked back to his seat and said to everyone.
"Brother Dudu Dao is right. In fact, the Sa family has long been dissatisfied with the hypocrisy of this group of people, so you might as well speak with your true abilities!"
A tall man with a beard on the right side of Cheng Chi said loudly. While speaking, he glanced at Mr. Song across from him, his eyes full of disdain.
This man's name is Pu You. He is wearing a black short-sleeved shirt. He has big arms and a round waist, and an extraordinarily big belly. He is extremely muscular. He has established his own sect in the world - Danglang Village. He has nearly a thousand brothers under his command and dominates Danglang Mountain for thousands of miles.
He is known as the devil who disturbs the world.
"In that case, let's ask Mr. Hou to come up with the question!"
Zhu Murong said coldly, frowning and looking in the direction of Cheng Chi, but she could only see a rough outline through the pink silk cloth.